Zena: The First Awakening
Copyright© 2025 by Man Of Myth
Chapter 8: The Death Fall
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 8: The Death Fall - Before the first stars learned to burn, the Pulse was born, a living rhythm of creation that binds gods, universes, and mortal thought. In the world of Zena, a single clash between two kings reawakens that forgotten power. The impact fractures the laws of reality, echoing through distant realms, awakening watchers, universes, and ancient minds that have slept since the dawn of existence. Now, as the Pulse stirs once more, time bends, empires tremble.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Fa/Fa ft/ft Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual High Fantasy Military Mystery Science Fiction Aliens Extra Sensory Perception Space Were animal Incest Sister Polygamy/Polyamory Black Male Black Female Big Breasts Size Politics Royalty Slow Violence
The Mirror River
They all froze in place. Stunned.
Leon swam up beside Nira, his arm halfway out in front of her as if he was instinctively shielding her.
Nira didn’t protest; her eyes were overly wide and fixed on what was beneath them.
“Damn ... shit...” Leon whispered hoarsely. “Is this real?”
No one responded. They were all gazing downwards.
Just twenty meters ahead, the river dropped abruptly in a sheer vertical fall, not along a slope or into a crevice.
A waterfall beneath the mountain. The luminous river flowed into a massive chasm so deep that its bottom was out of sight.
There was no sound of the water hitting anything, only a silent white descent into miles of faint, shimmering light.
Beyond the concealed waterfall, the world revealed itself, a cavern large enough to encompass a mountain.
Far below, the luminous forest canopy stretched out like a different world. A river meandered through it, illuminated by the same gentle glow.
A whole landscape hidden beneath the earth. A world no one had known existed.
They were suspended at the edge, feeling weightless and breathless, silently falling forward even though they weren’t moving.
For a long moment, silence prevailed as only the thunder of the waterfall echoed through the gorge. Their chests rose and fell, arms trembling, while mist clung to their skin like ice.
Then, gradually, all six pairs of eyes shifted towards Zyrian. He froze.
“What? Why is everyone looking at me?” he asked defensively.
Ryra crossed her arms, drifting slightly with the current. “It’s your plan with no plan.”
“How could I have known this?” Zyrian retorted, gesturing toward the raging waterfall behind them.
“Exactly,” Ryra said softly. “None of us knew anything.”
Uruses swam slightly forward, eyebrows raised. “So ... now what?”
“Same way we came in?” Leon asked reluctantly, glancing back at the curtain of water. Nobody liked that idea, but it was the only visible route.
Everyone looked at the fall once more. Nobody wanted to return, but it was the only option.
Zyrian inhaled sharply. He met each of their eyes individually, then turned back to the fall, his gaze intensifying and his mind racing.
Before anyone could speak, the river shifted. A deep rumble echoed through the water below. The current behind them surged suddenly and forcefully.
The impact hit them suddenly. Nira and Lyna were pulled forward first.
“Ah...!” both screamed as the water dragged them towards the edge.
“Lyna! Nira!”
Uruses and Leon surged forward reflexively, but the river also caught them, pulling them into its violent grip.
“Oh, shit.” Cael cursed as Ryra slipped away from him, water swirling chaotically around her. He lunged to stop her, struggling against the current.
Everyone struggled violently, kicking, twisting, summoning whatever they could, yet the water, so powerful, remained indifferent.
Zyrian was the last to be caught. Even he barely held on for a second before the river tore him loose.
He darted past Cael in a flash, seized Ryra’s wrist, and pushed her towards Cael.
“Hold her!”
Cael grabbed her and nearly lost control. Zyrian didn’t even wait to check if they were steady.
He moved to face those nearest to the edge. Uruses reached Lyna first, wrapping an arm around her as the current spun them round.
Zyrian turned towards Nira and Leon, grabbed Nira’s hand, slowed her spin, and pushed her towards Leon.
“Got her!” Leon grunted, arms squeezing around her as they tumbled.
All of them attempted, every one, to summon something. Water shields, air bursts, fire thrusters, earth anchors, nothing succeeded.
The river remained unmoving, with nothing to grip, no stones, no ledges, no branches.
Simply a peaceful death.
“Everyone, hold onto the girls and prepare for the fall!” Zyrian shouted, his voice piercing the thunder.
His voice remained steady, perhaps too steady. He went ahead first.
He disappeared into the white curtain of the plunge.
“Zyrian!”
All three girls screamed simultaneously.
One heartbeat later, the rest of them went over, pairs locked in instinctive embrace:
Uruses holding Lyna. Leon is gripping Nira. Cael is anchoring Ryra. They plummeted.
Wind battered their faces, water pressed against their chests, and their stomachs lurched uncontrollably.
Ryra twisted in his arms, eyes blazing.
“What were you doing back there!” she yelled over the noise, hitting his shoulder as he fell.
“What!” Cael exclaimed, genuinely confused. “When!?”
“When the river pushed us, you tried to swim toward me!” she snapped. “You could have been swept away!”
“Oh,” Cael blinked, his expression softening as he realised mid-freefall.
“I didn’t think. I just saw you fall and...” A slight, helpless grin appeared. “ ... I tried to protect you.”
Ryra scoffed, her cheeks burning despite the freezing plunge.
“As if I required your protection...” But she still tightened her hold on him as they spun downwards.
Uruses held onto Lyna below them, both attempting to conjure air and water to reduce their descent, but the force was overpowering.
“Use your control to slow down!” Zyrian’s voice rang out from below, faint but commanding.
They tried. Uruses summoned air, Lyna water, Nira and Ryra earth resistance, Leon fire drag, and Cael fire bursts. Every attempt wavered, shattered, and broke.
The fall was too fast. Too strong. Too wild.
Uruses shouted in near panic, “We can’t control anything!”
“Just cling to each other! Stay united!”
Defying all laws of physics and logic, the three pairs spun, twisted, and fought their way into a cluster. Falling together.
They moved in unison, feet leading as they fell through a deafening white void.
Below them, Zyrian dived headfirst like a spear, air curling around him, water splitting before him.
He glanced behind him, noticed their formation, and gave a single nod.
“Try to slow down, but don’t push yourselves too hard! Save your energy!”
They tried once more. Air bursts under their feet. Water cushions them. Fire pulls.
They slowed, barely. Zyrian’s eyes locked on Uruses.
“Keep them together! Keep them safe!” he shouted.
Uruses nodded fiercely, grasping Lyna tighter and holding the others in formation with sheer force of will.
Then, Zyrian ceased resisting the fall. He sped up.
Air curled behind his feet. Water spiralled around him. He plunged downward, quicker and quicker, until he vanished entirely.
“Zyrian!”
The girls shrieked together, voices cracking.
Leon gazed helplessly into the void.
“What is he doing!?” His voice was pure terror.
Uruses kept his eyes fixed on the white abyss.
“What he always does,” he said quietly.
They could no longer see Zyrian. He was already gone.
Zyrian plunged into the white cascade of the waterfall. The surrounding world trembled, water pounding his back, wind cutting through his skin, and the glow from below flickered like unsettled lightning.
He glanced over his shoulder. Nothing. No silhouettes. No flashes of movement.
The mist entirely engulfed his squad. Good. That meant they were still above him, still safe for the moment.
He spun around and descended, speeding up as his core grew hotter and brighter with each second. The mist below thickened to the point where visibility was only a few feet, yet he could hear the deep, violent sound of water crashing and echoing through the stone.
Something’s wrong. Stone?
As he fell, he observed the waterfall narrowing, with the stream of water becoming more focused and sharper. The pressure grew stronger, and his fall accelerated, doubling in speed. The walls of the gorge, rough from centuries of erosion, pressed closer, with edges sharpened into razor-like points.
He narrowly avoided the first ridge but overlooked the second.
A shard of broken stone ripped free from the wall and spun towards him through the mist, silent and deadly, with the tip gleaming with moisture, aimed directly at him.
Zyrian twisted at the last moment.
The blade missed slightly, but the impact followed a heartbeat later. The knife-edge crashed into his shoulder.
“ARGH!”
His scream tore out of him as the rock burrowed deep, the force of the fall driving it straight through muscle. Blood sprayed upward, caught by the cyclone of wind and water.
His fingers gripped the stone tightly, yet the pressure kept pushing it further in. He had no time left. No choice.
He clenched his teeth, with tears in his eyes, and forced himself to look down.
The mist momentarily cleared, and what he saw almost froze him: there was no pool at the bottom. The water neither slowed down nor spread out.
It shattered against the stone below, bursting into vapour and spray, creating a violent impact zone. Jagged pillars rose upward like inverted stalactites, with rows of sharpened stone ready to impale anything that fell.
A single incorrect angle would lead to instant death. His heart was pounding. He had only seconds left.
“Come on ... think...”
Ignoring the fire ripping through his shoulder, Zyrian forced himself inward, summoning every ounce of strength he had left. His core flared intensely, pulsating beyond its usual limit.
He pulled the air towards him with force.
Mist spiralled outward in twisting patterns. Dust and droplets rose and floated upward. A vortex began to form around him, initially faint, then growing tighter and spinning more violently.
The tornado enveloped him in a deafening whirlwind.
Air pressed against his ears. Water battered his face. The new wound screamed with each turn. But his descent slowed down. Not significantly, but enough.
The ground surged toward him, and he collided with it. Not water, not stone, but something in between.
His body tumbled sideways, his shoulder striking the ground first. The embedded shard pushed further in, causing another guttural cry from his throat.
“Ah ... fuck!”
For a moment, he couldn’t breathe; everything was pain and white noise.
He rolled onto his back, gasping and blinking stars out of his vision. The world around him ... did not look normal.
The underground river gently pulsed, lighting up the cavern like a heartbeat. Beyond it, the trees stood impossibly tall, dense, and ancient, with canopies reaching so high they merged into darkness overhead.
The air felt dense and electric, as if an unseen force was observing. He shivered, not from cold, but from instinct.
He pushed himself up onto his elbows, with teeth clenched, and waved a shaky hand through the air. The mist above dispersed in a broad circle.
Nothing. No one. Not a sign of his squad. His chest tightened.
“Uruses? Cael, are you nearby!?”
His voice echoed across the luminous gorge, amplified by the air he forced behind it.
Silence.
Then the falls roared again, and he realised. They were coming. Fast. He didn’t have long.
Above the roar of the waterfall, the three pairs plummeted downward, no longer floating but falling rapidly, as powerful gusts of wind slammed into their faces.
The mist briefly cleared, revealing the constricting walls of the gorge.
Nira held onto Leon more tightly, her eyes opened wide.
“Did you notice that? The fall is decreasing ... and the entire mountain is shrinking with it.” Her voice was tinged with fear.
Leon looked down, his jaw tightening.
“Yeah. And we’re dropping faster. Much faster”.
The drop pulled them down forcefully.
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